There are many miraculous creatures in my sect

"Is that jar of spiritual water really okay?"

In the Supreme Hall, Ferry Zhang asked this question repeatedly, not wanting to make a mistake.Although he had only seen the young dragon a few times, he gave it all the tenderness he had left.

Mei Mujiu said earnestly: "It's perfect to feed the spirit of the heaven with the things of the heaven. It's not too late. We can stop it today, and they will come back when they are underage."

On the day when the dragon grows up, he will become the Dragon King and be blessed by heaven. No one can hurt except the dragon itself.

"But the Tian Kuang Festival is still one and a half days away, will anyone find out?" Li Shiba asked doubtfully.

"It's such a deep sea, and it takes at least five days to feed, no one will find out."

Li Shiba thought for a while, and then said: "Spiritual water is originally used to form a spiritual realm..."

Seeing his regretful expression, Mei Mujiu couldn't help laughing: "Compared with dragons, what is the spiritual domain?"

Now the people on the two islands can have fun by themselves, and the master will be cautious when he goes, wishing not to visit them, let them be free, eat and drink as they please, naturally no one will care what Mei Mujiu and the others do.

So after a little preparation, they dived into the sea one after another.

The watchmen wrap their robes around the vat so that not a single drop of water can leak out, let alone shatter under pressure.

After going down, Mei Mujiu and the beater formed a water-blocking formation according to the magic circle researched by Qin Hengxiao, and then meditated and exercised, drawing water out of the tank with spiritual power, and dripping it into the tank. In the mouth of the young dragon slightly opened.

The two of them were on the left and the right of Bailong, Qin Hengxiao stood on the side to maintain the stability of the formation, and Liu Weiran would float out from time to time to kill a few strange fish with no eyes.

The spirit water became less and less, and the scales on Bailong's body became harder and harder.

After five days of tireless division of labor and cooperation, it also rained in the East China Sea for five full days. The rain was getting stronger and stronger, and the fishermen were afraid to go out to sea. The lightning and thunder seemed to be a sign of something to come.

The last drop of water was also drunk by Bai Long, Mei Mujiu opened his eyes, his eyes were blue, obviously exhausted.He stood up slightly out of strength, and Qin Hengxiao helped him in time, so he didn't fall down.

The spirit water was too heavy, and the spirit power was too strong. Without the help of a watchman, he definitely would not have been able to continue the manipulation for so long.

However, the calm only lasted for a few breaths, and the water barrier was suddenly washed away, endless sea water poured in, the watchman shouted loudly, and the blue flame tightly surrounded them.The white dragon immediately let out a shriek, and that immature childish voice penetrated everyone's eardrums like a dagger, and then the light on its body suddenly lit up, almost illuminating the entire deep sea.

The sea area is turbulent.

As if someone was prying up the sea, the waves rose and fell layer by layer, covering the sky and the sun, and Mei Mujiu almost thought that the East China Sea was about to fall apart.

"This this……"

The blue flame on the watchman's body gradually weakened, but the movement caused by the white light became more and more loud. He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and the bones on his body made the sound of dislocation.

"Grab me." Mei Mu Jiuyi bit the tip of her tongue, just about to squeeze her spiritual power again and try her best to throw everyone away, but she heard a thick voice from the upload: "Don't move."

I saw a man with a naked upper body and black hair scattered in the water like seaweed, floating down.

The jewel on his brow shone brighter in the water.

It was Mo Qianfeng.

He didn't wait for others to speak, and directly spit out a fist-sized bead from his mouth, and said "go" in a low voice, and the bead sank immediately, falling heavily to the bottom of the sea.

As soon as it settled down, the sea water suddenly calmed down, as if nothing happened just now, only the light on the young dragon remained.

"Sect Master Mo." Mei Mujiu approached a few steps gratefully, and Mo Qianfeng just landed in front of him. His face was still as cold as ever. He hummed and looked at the growing dragon not far away. Sighing lightly, "I'll lend you that dragon ball for a few days."

"I don't know why Sect Master Mo knew about this matter?"

"The world and the four seas are always closely related." As a sea tribe, Mo Qianfeng naturally walked freely in the sea. He felt the spiritual power of the young dragon. Surprised "No wonder it caused such a shock."

He felt it carefully for a while, and there was a rare bit of teasing in his eyes: "My black dragon cares about this little brat very much, you have to take care of it."

There have been four black dragons in the Yin Sea since ancient times. Everyone knows that they are the backing of the Yin Sage Tianzong, and it is precisely because of this that the Yin Sage has entered the ranks of the Tianzong.

"I am really grateful for being rescued by Sect Master Mo this time." Mei Mujiu was about to tell him how to repay him, when Mo Qianfeng looked at him seriously, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly for the first time. Said in a low voice, "You owe me a favor."

Mei Mujiu was taken aback, then nodded: "Naturally."

The corner of Mo Qianfeng's mouth became more obvious: "This favor is worth it." He came here for this matter, and he had long thought that this sect that had just been promoted to Dizong would definitely do amazing things, It is definitely an opportunity for his sect to establish a good relationship early.

At this time, the sea area was completely calm, and the few people stood aside with peace of mind, while Mo Qianfeng explained the matter of Bailong in detail.

This is the last white dragon.Before the last few white dragons died, they used their own dragon balls and blood to give birth to a dragon egg, and put it into the East China Sea.Just because it was born in this way, it was born with some deficiencies. It suddenly carried such a powerful spiritual power, and it couldn't be controlled for a while, which caused the shock.

"Why are those white dragons..." Liu Weiran followed the Martial God all the time, completely ignorant of the sea affairs, and was fascinated by it for a while.

Mo Qianfeng comforted the young dragon moaning in pain with the unique psychological method of the Sea Clan, and said: "The first group of dragons fought, and the Black Dragon grabbed the Yin Sea. The number of the White Dragon Clan was too small, and they couldn't get it all the time. In the end, they blew themselves up. It died together with the other dragons, and only secretly left an egg to pass on, which hatched by itself 2000 years ago."

Therefore, now there are only two seas with dragons, which is very precious.

After another three days, the heavy rain gradually stopped.

Countless seaside residents walked out of their houses at the same time. The eight-day torrential rain and the sudden earthquake almost made them despair. Suddenly, when the rain stopped, they all came out, knelt down to the seaside, and shouted over and over again: "Dragon Lord, send your strength!" Lah, the Dragon Lord has released his kung fu!"

What they didn't expect was that under the blue sky and white sun, they actually heard Long Xiao.

Different from the previous Tong Yin, this is the real Long Xiao.

It is different from the voice of any creature, it is like a long sword from the bottom of the sea to the sky, and it is like a net, so that everything in the world can hear its voice.People stared at the sea in a daze, the dragon roar echoed for a long time, and its sound was heard in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, a rainbow appeared in the sky, and under the rainbow, an extremely long and beautiful white dragon jumped up, circled in the air, and then fell into the water, so fast that people thought they were dazzled .

A child looked at the splashing water, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and shouted: "Look, look!"

Everyone looked up, and saw that the clouds in the sky formed a white dragon, which was mighty and magnificent.

"The Dragon Lord is really manifesting!"

The common people cheered and knelt one after another. After kneeling for a full hour, they supported each other to get up, planning to take advantage of the manifestation of the Dragon King to catch a good fish.As soon as they walked to the side of the boat, they were pleasantly surprised to find that their boat was already full of fish of all kinds, each of which was big and fat, and there were even many rare fish species, any one of which could be sold for a very high price Price.

The festival on the beach has just begun.

And the Dragon Lord they are determined to confess... is sitting in the shell at this time, very unhappy.

As soon as he fell into the water, he turned into a six or seven-year-old boy, with two balls tied on his head and a bellyband on his body. He was white and tender, and anyone who saw him wanted to pinch his face to see what would happen. No water will come out.

He folded his hands and pursed his mouth: "I didn't hide it!" However, just as he spoke out, he found that he was missing a tooth, and tears came out immediately.

Mo Qianfeng gloated: "Going against the sky, the body of a dragon can be formed, but it's still too early to form a human."

He started to roll and squirm: "I want to hide big, I want to hide big, I want you to be so tall, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" does I want you to be so tall

Mei Mujiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and beckoned everyone to go out together: "Let Lao Zhang come down and take care of the child, he wants to hug his grandson like crazy."

The little dragon king heard it, paused, pulled his fingers, and whispered: "...Thank you."

Mei Mujiu nodded his dragon horn gently: "You will be the most powerful Dragon King. Can you tell me your name?"

"Bai Yanqing."

"Remember." Mei Mu Jiuzhen gently touched his head like a child. Bai Yanqing's eyes were sore. He didn't like others touching him, but this person's gentleness and sincerity made him extremely comfortable.

Qin Hengxiao has been holding Mei Mu's waist tightly, and dragged him up without saying a word.

Mei Mujiu: "?"

"Master, it's time to rest."

"...Indeed." After being told by Qin Heng and Xiao Yi, Mei Mujiu finally felt tired again. He leaned softly against his apprentice and fell into a deep sleep before he floated to the surface of the sea.

Qin Hengxiao held him firmly, walked towards the bedroom step by step, watched him fall asleep peacefully in his arms, and finally showed his first smile these days, but his eyes were full of distress.

The auspicious clouds in the sky hadn't dissipated for a day, and Zhang Mohai's face was terribly gloomy by the demon pool.

"Let me ask you, how did that dragon grow up?" He kicked two people into the pool of blood, but his brows became tighter and tighter. "It's only 2000 years! How did their shitty sect do it?!"

Cheng Luoshui and a group of core disciples knelt on the ground, trembling, not daring to say a word.

"Trash!" The spiritual power on Zhang Mohai's body went into a riot, and several disciples with slightly lower cultivation levels screamed and shattered into pieces, "They're all trash!"

The skeletons of giant beasts in the blood pool were glowing with golden light, but they already looked a little dim.

"Do you want me to throw you in?" Zhang Mohai grabbed Cheng Luoshui's neck and lifted her above the pool of blood, as if he would let go at any moment.

Cheng Luoshui was so frightened that Huarong turned pale, and tightly hugged the big hand clasping her neck with both hands, tears streaming down her entire face: "Sect Master, please forgive this disciple...forgive me..."

Just when Zhang Mohai was about to let go, a person approached quietly and said in a low voice, "Sovereign, there is a solution."

With a cold snort, he casually threw Cheng Luoshui out, let her hit the wall, passed out, and asked himself, "What can I do?"

"The Bliss School has received the news that the Blood Warrior Field will be open in seven days."

Zhang Mohai frowned, and said happily, "Really? That means..."

"Yes, there is the ancient blood pool, the world's fierce beasts and ghosts, from ancient times to the present, are all in it, as long as you get it..."

"Pass down the order, no matter what the cost, you must get that pool back for me."

"Yes."

Watching the disciple walk away, Zhang Mohai looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. The laughter echoed in the bloody cave, making it even more creepy.